Green Warrior

In the crater, the scarred man suddenly moved, and the other nine men twitched as well, slowly beginning to maintain the Formation again.

Meanwhile, the Qingfeng Sect Sect Master suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Broadsword in his hand shattered with a boom.

The blade was broken.

The Elders behind the Qingfeng Sect Sect Master fell straight down, spitting blood and ceasing to breathe.

They had been crushed internally by the force of the backlash.

The Ten-Star Formation slowly began to operate, carrying the power of the Formation, and swept the Qingfeng Sect Sect Master into it, obliterating him in an instant.

"Sect Master!" all the Qingfeng Sect Disciples screamed miserably, their faces as pale as paper.

"We won." In contrast, the Demonic Path Disciples raised their blades and cheered; this earth-shattering blow had actually been blocked.

After the Ten-Star Formation swept all the corpses into it, it stopped; there was no need for them to use the Formation on the remaining enemies.

"Kill." The scarred Martial Artist shouted loudly, charging toward the Qingfeng Sect Disciples and the two assisting Martial Artists.

The two assisting Martial Artists turned pale; they looked at each other, wanting to find a chance to escape.

Suddenly, the sound of wind came from afar. All the Martial Kings looked toward the sound and saw a Green-Robed Middle-aged Man flying over rapidly.

"A Martial Emperor." Everyone was terrified at heart; which side did this Martial Emperor Expert belong to?

The Martial Emperor was flying very fast; in the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the Qingfeng Sect gate.

Looking at the torn clothes and broken weapons in the crater at the entrance, and feeling the residual Spiritual Qi fluctuations in the air, the Green-Robed Martial Emperor's expression changed.

"I'm a step too late."

He looked up again at the Demonic Path Martial Kings in the field, his body surging with Killing Intent.

Sensing the Martial Emperor's Killing Intent, the scarred man immediately became nervous. Heeding no more to continue killing the Qingfeng Sect forces, he shouted:

"Form up."

The other nine Demonic Path Martial Kings also knew that the situation was critical. They summoned the fastest speed of their lives, making the speed of forming the Formation more than ten times faster than before.

"We are the Evil Young Master's men. Who are you?" the scarred man asked, looking nervously at the Martial Emperor.

"I… I am Ao Tong, with no Sect or faction, but I received a favor from the Qingfeng Sect Sect Master in my early years. Where is he?" The Green-Robed Martial Artist swept his Divine Sense across the entire battlefield, and his expression changed.

"My… Lord, the Sect Master was killed by these people. You must avenge him!" a Qingfeng Sect Disciple said, weeping to the Green-Robed Martial Emperor.

The Green-Robed Martial Emperor's expression turned even gloomier as he said, "Rest assured, I, Ao Tong, will not fail to repay a favor. I only regret coming a step late; otherwise, he would not have died."

At the same time, the Martial Emperor's Aura enveloped all the Demonic Path members present.

For a moment, the Demonic Path members trembled.

"You… you need to think clearly. We are the Evil Young Master's men. If you deal with us, the Evil Young Master will not let you off." Hearing that this Green-Robed Martial Emperor was going to join the battle, the scarred man said hurriedly.

He did not know if this Formation could block the Martial Emperor's attack, hoping only that he would leave out of respect for the Evil Young Master's reputation.

"Hmph… The Evil Young Master, a cowardly bandit. I kill one of his kind every time I see one, never showing mercy." The Green-Robed Martial Emperor looked disdainful; a guy who didn't even dare to show his face, even if he were a Martial Emperor, should be at the very bottom of the Martial Emperor rank.

"You will regret this." The scarred man felt bitter inwardly; this Martial Emperor was now determined to avenge the Qingfeng Sect Sect Master, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Die!" Drawing a long sword, the Green-Robed Martial Emperor pointed it at the scarred man.

At the same time, the Martial Emperor's Aura surged out, enveloping the entire Formation.

"Rotate…" The scarred man had already sent a signal to the Evil Young Master. He could only pray inwardly that the Evil Young Master would come quickly to save him, while simultaneously running the Formation at its fastest speed, hoping it could withstand the Martial Emperor's attack.